So I went to go see Jurassic World last night with a friend and while I was out I decided to get my haircut. Two girls working there, fairly normal. Get my haircut, friend comes in with his stuff from the food court as I'm paying. Makes idle chat with them, topic of blood comes up (apparently he sees plenty of it, working at a school with kids who injure themselves in the most adorably dumbass ways) and he says the girls probably wouldn't like it because of the blood.
To which I respond; "Oh, I'm sure they see way more blood than you do." My line of thought being that having gone to school to learn how to cut hair, they saw plenty of blood when people messed up. He just leaves right at that. I hand the lady her tip, oblivious at that time to the look on her face.
I get out to the car and my friend is fucking dying of laughter. I ask WTF he is laughing so hard about; but as he begins it dawns on me and, yeah.
There is one less hair place I can go to now.
To which I respond; "Oh, I'm sure they see way more blood than you do." My line of thought being that having gone to school to learn how to cut hair, they saw plenty of blood when people messed up. He just leaves right at that. I hand the lady her tip, oblivious at that time to the look on her face.
I get out to the car and my friend is fucking dying of laughter. I ask WTF he is laughing so hard about; but as he begins it dawns on me and, yeah.
There is one less hair place I can go to now.
